Last week, the East Coast got slammed with a blizzard. I flew right into the middle of it on Monday. I was pleasantly surprised that despite snow in my hometown and a blizzard in Baltimore, I wasn't delayed at all.
I've been in Baltimore all week, learning all about the Operation Purple program, making plans for the summer. Of 140 camps across the country that applied to be part of the program, only 68 were selected, so I feel very honored to be part of this wonderful opportunity.
On Tuesday night and all day yesterday, the snow began again. On the bus from the airport to the conference center on Monday, I had been sitting by a woman from Phoenix, a man from Hawaii and two guys from Louisiana, none of whom had ever seen snow. They were taking pictures and really excited. As a northerner, snow doesn't impress me, however, even I had to agree that in the last few days, the amount of snow has been impressive.
Everyone was supposed to leave today, but with the airport closed, nearly everyone is still here, flights rearranged. I am flying out tomorrow night, which was the absolute earliest option available. I'm trying not to complain as it could be much worse (ie, the snow could begin again, or I could be stranded at the airport instead of here), but I am ready to be home.
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